Monday, July 15, 2024

Day By Day

She read her book to me

Day by day

She read her bible to me

Day by day

She read the riot act to me

Day by day

She said I need to change

Day by day

Night by night

I need more

Sweet delight

Day by day

Oh day by day

I keep trying

Day by day

And when the day is gone

And evening passes through

I keep looking

For something new

Day by day

I’m looking just for you

Day by day

Night by night

Somethings never change

Day by day

It don’t feel right

Day by day

Night by night

I wish I had more

Sweet delight

I wish I had more

Day by day

Sweet delight

Day by day

Burning late

Day by day

Into the night

Day by day

Night by night

Day by day

I need some more

Sweet delight

by Bill Ferguson

Sunday, July 14, 2024

She Rose

She rose before sunrise

Leaving her sleeping form behind

Wandering through the garden

Gazing into the unknown

She disrobed gently

Before lying down

Fallen leaves around her

Doe eyed creatures

Gazing on with valor

A subtle salute

To days gone by

A note of sadness

Tinged their demeanor

Restless dreams

Sheets in disarray

Failure of the fathers

Repose on display

Words echo

In silent salute

Guardians,watchdogs

Always resolute

In the morning snow

She lies in comfort

Quietly napping

Apple in her hand

Surveying all

Who walk about the land

by Bill Ferguson

Three Short Poems

Last Words

She whispered

As the waves rose

In silent splendor

Twisting and turning

The funnel grew

Blocking out the sun

“This is madness I cried”

Trees were uprooted

Sequences were rendered

“If you only knew”

Were the last words

She entered

Era Dilemma

Grey hairs

Plucked

With such dignity

Securing a moment

Where fate and time cross

Creating a promise

Built upon a need

It can’t

It won’t

It will never be

Moving Forward With Dignity

The light shines around her

Questioning

Requesting

Gently

Moving forward with dignity

by Bill Ferguson

Where Do I Begin?

She played piano

I sat there in total awe

Mesmerized by the sounds

The tones that were drawn

Thunder rattled the air

Yet she played on

Unaware, unassuming

Focused until dawn

Her heart was broken

At least I think it was

Such sadness was flowing

Tears were not enough

Heavy of heart

Words floating on the wind

It made me wonder

Made me feel the world’s sin

She played the piano

Touching on my soul

I sat there entranced

Under her control

She opened her eyes

Then she let me in

In her presence

Where do I begin?

by Bill Ferguson

Saturday, July 13, 2024

Another Round Of Gin

I put one and one together,

Trying to piece it out

I put two and two together,

It made them scream and shout

I could keep using numbers

I could say it with a grin

Bartender bring me

Another round of gin

I stood there playing tunes

Late into the night

Raising such a ruckus

Filling them with delight

Boom boom I said

Just to get me in

Bartender bring me

Another round of gin

I stood there late at night

On that lonely stage

Singing with great gusto

All the latest greatest rage

Didn't see it coming

Much to my chagrin

Bartender bring me

Another round of gin

by Bill Ferguson

Living With The Blues

The blues keep wandering through my life

Filling me with stories much to my delight

Lives filled with rapture and lives filled with sin

I love the blues won’t you please let me in

There are stories told living with such pain

There are stories I need to hear again

Men loving women and women loving men

I love the blues I’m begging to begin

Living with the blues I’ve made a new friend

We travel roads together to make amends

I love em and I leave em like I’m s’pose to do

Lord bless the blues I have my faith in you

by Bill Ferguson

Playing With Fire

Lay it on the table

Make it well known

I am willing and able

I am fully grown

I am living a life

That was meant for me

I’ll soon be there

You wait and see

Hearts have desire

We’re playing with fire

Love could win or

Love could sink in the mire

I walked to the door

I walked to the room

I covered the floor

I stayed until noon

She said take my hand

You’ll see the lay of the land

I ain’t too proud

I’ll do what I can

Now it is the night

Followed by the day

Love isn’t right

Love didn’t stay

I walked down the highway

I followed my dream

Love couldn’t capture

The essence of me

by Bill Ferguson

Friday, July 12, 2024

I Watch The Road

I watch the road

I watch the stars

I hope for you return

From afar

I watch the road

Hoping for the best

I soon will need

A lengthy rest

There is so little I can do

As I sit here yearning for you

Will you come home

Will you remember I am here

Will you hold the love

That I feel so dear?

I watch the road

I write in the stars

How much you are loved

How needed you are

I watch the road

Another darkened night

Hoping you are safe

Hoping you are alright

by Bill Ferguson